July 9th

I feel bad, bad, bad. I have spent most of this day in bed.  I see now that the day after the vecade shot, the explosive, watery diarrhea starts.  Better get used to that I guess. Still, it's better that being constipated in my book.

Nothing tastes good.  That bad taste in my mouth that makes everything so unpalatable has been back for at least a month.

I ate today:
                  2-3 spoonsfull of brown rice (yuck. don't like br. rice)
                   3 graham crackers  (tasted bad but ate them anyway)
                  1 banana (that hit the spot)
                   2 glasses apple juice
                  1 scrambled egg

I'm very hungry, but nothing tastes good.  I did learn the hard way that I need to eat even with the diarrhea so I don't throw my electrolytes off balance.

I really, really want some white rice, but Mark's asleep so can't go to the store for me.

I have absolutely no energy.  It is a feat just to hold myself up. I am exhausted 24/7 and I hate it.

I am tired of being sick.